Chapter 806: The loser retires and the Great Holy Grail arrives(1/2)
"Excalibur!!!"
With a loud roar, the endless torrent of light instantly pressed forward.
"Um?"
Fang Mo obviously noticed the other party's attack.
At this moment, he raised his hand and waved, and countless ripples behind him immediately began to suppress fire.
Of course, these standard military equipment can be used to suppress ordinary Noble Phantasms, but it is still a bit reluctant to face the Noble Phantasm released by Saber with all its strength. After all, this is an A-level Noble Phantasm, theoretically forged by the will of the planet through faith.
Artifact, the legendary sword of oath and victory.
What's more, Fang Mo is still deliberately letting off steam at this moment.
So, in full view of everyone, the monstrous flames, carrying an indomitable momentum, directly withstood countless artillery fires and roared towards him, completely engulfing Fang Mo's figure.
And in that dazzling white light.
Everyone could even see a figure being wiped out rapidly.
"Won!"
Seeing this scene, Emiya Shirou finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this terrifying demon had finally been defeated. Although he paid a heavy price, fortunately, he and his team finally stopped his ambition.
"..."
However, the expression on Tohsaka Rin's side was a little complicated.
She was obviously victorious, but she felt a sense of loss at the moment, as if there was a hole in her heart, and she felt a little lost for some reason.
"Lord Archer!"
But Sakura Matou over there was completely different. Seeing the scene in front of her, she was completely dumbfounded. Then she let out a scream and rushed towards the beam of light regardless of her own safety.
"Sakura! Don't go!"
Seeing Matou Sakura about to rush over, Tohsaka Rin suddenly came back to his senses and shouted.
Of course, there was someone faster than her, and that was Shirou Emiya. He accelerated and rushed over, and then the two of them fell directly to the ground, only one step away from the light of the Sword of Victory.
"Emiya-senpai! Let me go!"
Matou Sakura here was struggling desperately, trying to catch Fang Mo's figure in the light with one hand, and she was so anxious that she almost cried: "Please! Let me rescue Master Archer quickly!"
"Sakura! Sakura, calm down!"
Emiya Shirou grabbed Matou Sakura's wrist and persuaded: "Mr. Adolf has been defeated by everyone!"
Following Emiya Shirou's words, the light quickly dissipated, and apart from a huge ravine, there was indeed nothing else in front of him.
"A...Master Archer..."
Matou Sakura stared blankly at the ravine ahead, but except for a few wisps of smoke, there seemed to be nothing left.
Saber, who was not far away, had also exhausted all her magic power at this moment. She almost fell down when she swayed. She barely supported her body with her holy sword, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath: "Finally... is it over?"
"it's over……"
Tohsaka Rin also murmured subconsciously after hearing this.
Looking at the battlefield ahead, it was obvious that everything had been evaporated, but for some reason she had a strange feeling, as if she had forgotten something very important.
"No! Not yet!"
But at this moment Tongying suddenly reacted: "My Lord Archer is invincible! He will not die!"
Just when Matou Sakura said these words, she raised her arm high with all her strength. There were three ink-black spells printed on the back of her young hand, which seemed not to be affected in any way.
"……Um?"
Tohsaka Rin also noticed this scene.
In an instant, she remembered something, and with a stern expression she hurriedly shouted to Emiya Shirou: "No! Shirou, run away!"
"Why?"
However, Emiya Shirou still looked confused: "What?"
"Ta, ta."
At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground not far away.
Emiya Shirou subconsciously turned his head, and a foot kicked him hard on the chin. With a loud "boom" sound, he was kicked up from the ground and flew backwards far away.
Next to Ban Rin.
"Ahem...well..."
Shirou Emiya's mouth was immediately filled with blood, his eyes were filled with stars, and he felt as if all the teeth in his mouth were about to be broken by this kick.
However, when he calmed down and looked up ahead, he was stunned.
Because the one who attacked him was not someone else, but Fang Mo, who was supposed to be annihilated by the beam of the Sword of Victory. At this moment, as if nothing happened, the other party squatted down, helped Matou Sakura up from the ground, and then gently
He patted the dust off the other person's body.
"This! How is this possible!?"
Emiya Shirou was almost frightened when he saw this.
"...Is it really a substitute death again?" Tohsaka Rin's face was extremely ugly when he saw this.
Yes, she had just realized it. The other party had used this ability as early as the Matou family. According to the other party, this was the substitute he had arranged for himself before his death.
The ability is probably a bit similar to the Twelve Trials of Hercules, where he can be killed on behalf of others.
"Lord Archer!"
Unlike others who were nervous and solemn, Matou Sakura was very surprised: "Are you okay?"
"Well, I just used a substitute to block the damage."
Fang Mo touched Matou Ying's head, and then said deliberately: "Don't worry, I have a substitute here. They can't hurt me anymore. After I do something, I will be gone."
Let them stay with you forever, and then put one in the bathroom and one in the bedroom..."
"Why?"
Matou Sakura was also slightly stunned when she heard this: "Then Emiya..."
"Okay, rest time is over."
However, Fang Mo didn't give others a chance to speak. He stepped forward and said, "Now it's time for you to see my true strength."
Speaking of which.
Fang Mo also waved his hand directly.
The purple light lit up, and different figures appeared one after another behind him.
Everyone looked forward as if facing a formidable enemy, and then saw a large number of soldiers in black suits walking out from behind Fang Mo. These soldiers included a silver-haired woman wearing an eye patch, and a black-haired man with a ponytail.
There are even some young-looking German boys. Anyway, the number is really astonishing.
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To be honest, Rin Tosaka was stunned when he saw this scene.
There were some familiar figures to her, such as the intelligence agent Xiao Huang, and the Berlin Voice who spoke for Fang Mo before... that mysterious German boy.
"This is my last team."
Fang Mo opened his hands slightly: "Shake, you are about to face the real hell next."
"...This is really troublesome."
Seeing this scene, even Red A, who had been silent until now, couldn't help it and murmured subconsciously.
Of course, everyone including Tohsaka Rin thought he was saying that the opponent was powerful and that this battle would be difficult to fight. But in fact, only he knew what was going on, because these opponents were not living people at all, but
A heroic spirit exactly like myself.
It's already obvious what this means.
The guy in front of me has deciphered the mechanism of summoning heroic spirits and has even begun to create his own heroic spirits.
"Go and kill them."
Of course, Fang Mo didn't continue to talk nonsense and just waved his hand.
So in the next second, everyone including Hayakawa Akira, Guangxi, and the German boy rushed out, targeting different opponents.
When Guangxi met here, he drew his sword and slashed directly towards Red A.
Seeing this, Red A's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly raised his sword to defend. However, he was able to defend himself the next second, but the double swords in his hands were directly shattered. Seeing this, Red A immediately projected two more double swords and began to fight back.
, but was flexibly avoided by the opponent.
"What a convenient ability..."
Opposite me, Guangxi threw away his weapon with some melancholy, then pulled out a new knife from his back and said slowly: "If it's convenient, can you teach me how to do it in the future?"
And at the same time.
To be continued...